So she glanced at the white chess piece who was pretending to be innocent: "Xiao Dai, you seem to have forgotten that you still have the duty to protect the master. www>

Bai Qi was pierced by that ruthless gaze, and smiled awkwardly: "Master, I didn't take it to heart because I saw that you have a good relationship with Mr. Fu. Don't worry, master. Will be distracted again."

Feng Zhuoxi snorted softly, making Baiqi feel that the air around that mighty man seemed to be frozen.

Fu Mianqing thought that Feng Zhuoxi's dissatisfied snort was aimed at her, so her head lowered lower and lower, almost to her chest.

Feng Zhuoxi stretched out her hand and patted his cheek again: "Don't be afraid, I didn't blame you. You are still young and lack concentration, I shouldn't have brought you to this kind of place." [

Fu Mianqing was stunned for a while before she realized: "Xiao Xi, if I remember correctly, I am three months older than you. I am young, so aren't you even younger?"

"I'm different. I've experienced a lot. You're still innocent." Some images of her previous life appeared before her eyes, and she closed her eyes slightly, trying to erase those unpleasant images.

Suddenly, a sentence from the small flagon attracted the attention of the three people in the room.

That was Feng Zhuoping's voice, he had obviously drunk a lot, and there was a trace of slowness in his voice: "Ku Hai, I didn't say it, why would you want to marry that big trash in our family? Isn't my sister better than her?"

Feng Zhuojin went on to say: "That's right, Brother Kong Hai, what's the point of marrying a big waste? Besides, you're not afraid of hurting my sister's heart?"

Ximen Konghai also had a drunken voice: "I have made it clear to Sister Ling'er today, in my heart, she is naturally the only one. It's just that I have to marry that trash."

"Hmph! I know! Didn't your father just think she was a descendant? So what? She's so useless! She can't even do a low-level spell well! She's usually gloomy and doesn't know Are you cursing us all over your stomach! You married her! Sooner or later it will become a joke of the entire Qimang Mountain!"

"You think I don't know? But it's not just because she's a descendant of the good-for-nothing. If you want to marry a lady from a rich family, our family can marry someone else."

"After all, you just don't want to marry my sister?"

"Zhuo Ping, don't get me wrong. You clearly know what I think about Sister Ling'er. But her background is there, and my family will not allow her to be the official wife. But don't worry, she entered my house. The status will only be higher than that trash. In my family, if I say one, who dares to say two?"

"Then I don't understand. Why do you insist on marrying that trash and making a lot of jokes?"

"Hehehe..." There was a burst of laughter with obvious malicious intentions: "There is one thing, I'm afraid no one will know."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Feng Zhuoping was obviously whetted.

The voice was lowered a bit: "I only tell you two about this matter, but don't let it out. You should know who the mother of that trash is."

Feng Zhuojin said: "I know, back then, the number one beauty in Qimang Book Garden, the eldest lady of the Murong family, Murong Yunyi. Even my mother praised how beautiful Murong Yunyi was back then, but it's a pity that she gave birth to a useless daughter .”

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